Of matter, that human narrative—only a story
& a separate universe. In it, then happened to be
& the field is a similar kind of light,
instantaneous & unbearable. In it repeated
collisions, an acoustic spectrum, the hope of patterns
tapping at a door in Geneva. In it a war,
2008 wars, their sieges & cinematic qualities
unbearable. In it Julys—many.

Somebody looking, somebody a provocateur,
celluloid, pictures: of agony, of a forest
fire, or underground, or in 1986, made
of molecules & mystery & kaput. In it
sonified. In it all that might
not otherwise be evident.

__

There Was During a Sudden

Of matter, that human narrative—only a story
& a separate universe. In it, then happened to be& the field is a similar kind of light,
instantaneous & unbearable. In it repeated
collisions, an acoustic spectrum, the hope of patterns
tapping at a door in Geneva. In it a war,
2008 wars, their sieges & cinematic qualities
unbearable. In it Julys—many.

Somebody looking, somebody a provocateur,
celluloid, pictures: of agony, of a forest
fire, or underground, or in 1986, made
of molecules & mystery & kaput. In it
sonified. In it all that might
not otherwise be evident.

__

There Was During a Sudden

Of matter, that human narrative—only a story
& a separate universe. In it, then happened to be
& the field is a similar kind of light,
instantaneous & unbearable. In it repeated
collisions, an acoustic spectrum, the hope of patterns
tapping at a door in Geneva. In it a war,
2008 wars, their sieges & cinematic qualities
unbearable. In it Julys—many.

Somebody looking, somebody a provocateur,
celluloid, pictures: of agony, of a forest
fire, or underground, or in 1986, made
of molecules & mystery & kaput. In it
sonified. In it all that might
not otherwise be evident.

__

There Was During a Sudden

Of matter, that human narrative—only a story
& a separate universe. In it, then happened to be
& the field is a similar kind of light,
instantaneous & unbearable. In it repeated
collisions, an acoustic spectrum, the hope of patterns
tapping at a door in Geneva. In it a war,
2008 wars, their sieges & cinematic qualities
unbearable. In it Julys—many.

Somebody looking, somebody a provocateur,
celluloid, pictures: of agony, of a forest
fire, or underground, or in 1986, made
of molecules & mystery & kaput. In it
sonified. In it all that might
not otherwise be evident.

__

There Was During a Sudden

Of matter, that human narrative—only a story
& a separate universe. In it, then happened to be
& the field is a similar kind of light,
instantaneous & unbearable. In it repeated
collisions, an acoustic spectrum, the hope of patterns
tapping at a door in Geneva. In it a war,
2008 wars, their sieges & cinematic qualities
unbearable. In it Julys—many.

Somebody looking, somebody a provocateur,
celluloid, pictures: of agony, of a forest
fire, or underground, or in 1986, made
of molecules & mystery & kaput. In it
sonified. In it all that might
not otherwise be evident.